Rick, Theodore, Carl, and Daryl enter a farmhouse, take out all the zombies inside. Maggie and Glenn join them; everyone searches for supplies. Beth, Carol, Hershel, and a suuuuuuuuper preggo Lori enter. (The gang’s all here. Hi guys!) Alas, there’s nothing but a couple cans of pet food and an owl Darryl shoots, plus zombies are all over the place outside, plus farmhouses are, like, so Season 2. So everyone gets in their cars, and the group drives off. On the highway, they stop to consult maps and chat about what to do next. Rick tells Carl to stand watch. (So I guess we’re officially done treating Carl like a 5-year-old. Yay!)
The separate zombie herds the group’s been running from all winter might converge, at which point they’ll become too large to avoid. Rick, who wants to find somewhere they can hole up so Lori can give birth, suggests heading west. Everyone agrees to this. Theodore and others head to the river to re-fill water bottles; Daryl and Rick head into the woods to
hunt … and see, off in the distance, a prison. To Rick, judging by the expression
on his face, it’s the Taj Mahal.
Cut to: Rick et al. cutting through the outer fence to enter Zombie Correctional
Facility. Rick tells who to position him/herself where to cover him as he
makes a run for the gate. (I’m rather glad to hear him tell Carol she’s become
a pretty good shot. Guess she decided to do more than wash and cook.) As the
others shoot and impale zombies through the fence, Rick hauls ass through the
zombie-filled yard, closes and locks the gate, then climbs up to a guard tower and
joins the others as they finish up killing all the yard zombies. Hooping and
hollering, everyone triumphantly enters the yard. Later, Theodore, Carl, Maggie, Glenn,
Beth, Lori, and Hershel eat dinner around a fire while discussing plans to dig a canal to let water in and plant some crops. Rick patrols the gate. Daryl keeps
watch atop an overturned bus. Carol brings him some food, tells him Rick’s
gotten them farther than she ever thought he would. (Oh ye of little faith.)
Then Daryl massages her sore shoulder and she jokingly asks him if he wants to
fool around. They laugh. About to jump off the bus, Daryl says “I’ll go down
first”; she responds, “Even better.” HAAAAAAAAAAA HA HA HA HA HAAA! Hershel
asks Beth to sing, and there are a few lovely, blessed moments of almost-normalcy
as she and Maggie duet. Then Rick advises everyone to turn in; they’ve got a
busy day of zombie clearing tomorrow, and it’ll mostly be hand-to-hand combat
since they’re so low on ammo. As he heads off to take first watch, Lori
approaches and tries to talk to him “about things we’ve been avoiding,” but Rick’s
very much not in a chatty mood. The next morning, Rick, Theodore, Daryl, Maggie, and Glenn enter the uncleared portion of the yard. Zombies galore! Knifing,
spearing, chopping, bashing, and slashing, they kill their way to an entry
point, where progress is temporarily slowed by zombies in riot gear. Ha ha,
nice touch.
Eventually, riot gear zombies are taken out, and the group enters
the prison.
They find a (mostly) zombie-free, secure cell block in which to
crash, clear it, and let the others in. Lori thanks Rick, but he just walks off.
Hershel, having wisely given up trying to keep Maggie away from “the Asian boy,”
is reduced to chasing Carl out of Beth’s cell, ha ha.
In a
pharmacy somewhere, Michonne makes short work of the zombies inside with her
AWESOME sword, then finds some aspirin. She takes it back to Andrea, who’s in
pretty bad shape, sweating and exhausted and coughing. Pneumonia or something,
I guess. (Fact: I NEED to know,
forthwith, why Michonne keeps zombie prisoners.)
In her
cell, Lori confides to Hershel that she’s afraid because she hasn’t felt
the baby move in a while. She makes him promise that if she or the baby dies in
childbirth, he will immediately kill them before they can turn. She says it
would have been better if she’d never made it off the farm because Carl hates
her, and after what she put Rick through with Shane, he can’t stand her. (Rick’s
loathing I get, but where’d the Carl dislike come from?) Hershel says Rick’ll
come around. Lori, Beth, Carol, and Carl stay behind while Rick, Theodore, Daryl,
Maggie, Glenn, and Hershel head off into the prison in search of the cafeteria
and infirmary. OH MY GOD, CREEPIEST SCENES EVAR. It’s dark, they’re using flashlights,
dead and partially eaten bodies are everywhere, they’re bumping into and
spooking each other—then they round a corner and run smack into a zombie horde.
And then a second horde! And then a third! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggghhhh! Maggie and
Glenn get separated. (--Time out.-- I repeat my oft-repeated threat from last
season: if Glenn dies, I will find the writer responsible for killing him and
make said writer very, very sorry. --Time back in.--) Maggie/Glenn and Rick et
al. wait a few seconds to let the hordes pass, head out looking for each other,
then find each other just as a zombie that was playing possum (No fair.) bites Hershel’s leg.
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Rick shoots it; the noise brings the hordes. Dragging/carrying the wounded Hershel, everyone flees. They find a big empty room, secure the doors. Rick tourniquets Herschel’s leg, then grabs a hatchet from Hershel’s medical bag and hacks off the bitten lower leg, hoping to keep the wound from infecting
and killing Hershel. Who, mercifully, faints. “He’s bleeding out,” (DUH.)
Rick announces—and at that moment, several surviving prisoners leave their
hiding place. (LOL, they [almost] all look like famous people.)
So, omg! How’re they
gonna stop the bleeding? And even if they do, will Hershel zombify despite the
amputation? If he does, who’ll help Lori deliver Rick’s-or-Shane’s baby? And keep Carl from dry-humping Beth?
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